I have often thought on how we met
LIssom, you were, so lithe as you danced
On nimble toes, with skirt swung high and revealing,
Velvet skin of thighs so warm, so smooth,
Entrapment for my eyes enraptured.
Your open smile, that sensuous twirl
Overcame all lingering doubts, I asked you
Under a limpid moon, could I walk you home.
Fearing refusal, I stepped back, trembling,
Only then, came that precious nod, swaying your raven black hair,
Rockets filled the gloomy skies, sparkled in your eyes
Even though no fireworks blazed, the fires were in my heart
Very slow, that midnight stroll, and soon our hands entwined
Entered one lampless lane, no words but two lips met, warm and tender
Relive those kisses, they really were the harbinger of all the love we’ve shared.